Going to the Abyss to Work the Assembly Line? A Cure-All!

Tianwu God Realm.

There were no myriad planes or stars here—only one vast continent.

The sky was a sickly dark red, like a blood-drained organ, hanging heavily over the hearts of trillions of living beings.

The land was covered in bottomless, enormous rift valleys, horrifying scars left behind by the collapse of the laws.

The magma deep underground had broken free of gravity's restraints, surging upward into the sky like fountains, only to be shredded midair by violent spatial turbulence and fall as a rain of scorching blood.

At the center of this apocalyptic Wasteland, four blood-covered High Gods gritted their teeth and held together a dim Four Symbols Defense Formation.

Inside the barrier behind them, the remaining tens of thousands of low-level beings huddled together, trembling.

Among them were mortals, spirit beasts that had yet to take human form, and low-level Cultivators.

They were the last sparks of Tianwu God Realm, yet all they could do now was watch in despair as that terrifying figure ravaged the world outside the barrier.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A massive figure with disheveled hair and violent law fluctuations radiating from his body swung his fists mindlessly, smashing the ground in a frenzy.

Every punch sent the land for millions of miles around rippling violently like water. Terrifying Shockwaves solidified into torrents of air and slammed viciously into the defense formation of the four High Gods.

"Pfft!"

The High God standing directly before the Array Core suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood burning with Divinity. His Divine Body was already covered in spiderweb-like cracks, like shattered porcelain.

"Grand High Priest, I can't hold on much longer... The Main God's madness is getting worse. His power has completely fallen into disorder with the Heavenly Dao laws!"

The white-haired elder known as the Grand